信仰主题的英语演讲稿（通用4篇）
Belief，a creation of human's wise (wisdom)，always plays an important role in human's society. As a say (saying) goes：“ If one's mind is full，it won't be filled in (with) any bad idea.” Anyone who has strong beliefs can enjoy a colorful life. Otherwise，he will lose himself in his way of life.
Beliefs are so important that it can change one's fate. Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse wouldn't quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into butter and crawled out.
Obviously，the latter mouse is the one who has his own beliefs. There are always hopes in his eyes that encourage him to fight，and fight，and fight. He never gives up when he is in some difficulty situations. Because the optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty，while the pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity. The first mouse is one of these kinds of pessimists. He holds no belief in his life and become the slave of his fate.
Thus，it can be seen that one with firm beliefs is likely to get successful and master his own life.
A Reporter Quotes His Sources
It’s rather difficult in these noisy, confusing, nerve-racking days to achieve the peace of mind in which to pause for a moment to reflect on what you believe in. There’s so little time and opportunity to give it much thought—though it is the thing we live by; and without it, without beliefs, human existence today would hardly be bearable.
My own view of life, like everyone else’s, is conditioned by personal experience. In my own case, there were two experiences, in particular, which helped to shape my beliefs: years of life and work under a totalitarian regime, and a glimpse of war.
Living in a totalitarian land taught me to value highly—and fiercely—the very things the dictators denied: tolerance, respect for others and, above all, the freedom of the human spirit.
A glimpse of war filled me with wonder not only at man’s courage and capacity for self-sacrifice, but at his stubborn, marvelous will to preserve, to endure, to prevail—amidst the most incredible savagery and suffering. When you saw people—civilians—who where bombed out, or who, worse, had been hounded in the concentration camps or worked to a frazzle in the slave-labor gangs—when you saw them come out of these ordeals of horror and torture, still intact as human beings, with a will to go on, with a faith still in themselves, in their fellow man, and in God, you realized that man was indestructible. You appreciated, too, that despite the corruption and cruelty of life, man somehow managed to retain great virtues: love, honor, courage, self-sacrifice, compassion.
It filled you with a certain pride just to be a member of the human race. It renewed your belief in your fellow men.
Of course, there are many days (in this Age of Anxiety) when a human being feels awfully low and discouraged. I myself find consolation at such moments by two means: trying to develop a sense of history, and renewing the quest for inner life.
I go back, for example, to reading Plutarch. He reminds you that even in the golden days of Greece and Rome, from which so much that is splendid in our own civilization derives, there was a great deal of what we find so loathsome in life today: war, strife, corruption, treason, double-crossing, intolerance, tyranny, rabble-rousing. Reading history thus gives you perspective. It enables you to see your troubles relatively. You don’t take them so seriously then.
Finally, I find that most true happiness comes from one’s inner life; from the disposition of the mind and soul. Admittedly, a good inner life is difficult to achieve, especially in these trying times. It takes reflection and contemplation. And self-discipline. One must be honest with oneself, and that’s not easy. (You have to have patience and understanding. And, when you can, seek God.)
But the reward of having an inner life, which no outside storm or evil turn of fortune can touch, is, it seems to me, a very great one.
On January 29th, the first day of the Chinese year, grandma took me to the Yade Buddha Temple to pray for being able to have a lucky year.
The whole city was dipped in warm light, when we arrived. God! I hardly made out this temple because the whole block was filled with people. We could move our feet just a little at a time. Now you may have the idea how many people there were. But it was amazing that the crowd was so quiet. Worshippers, one by one, seriously knelt down before the statue of the Buddha.
I thought that I hadn’t done anything as earnestly as them when I saw those worshippers praying so devoutly. Everyone kept quiet, closed his eyes. I seemed like that there was only him in this world. I was shocked. From them, I felt the strength of belief. I learnt that not only the belief of the Buddhism, but also the beliefs of all the beautiful things can enable us to be successful. Once we get our belief, the eternal spirit shall help us overcome all the difficulties we might meet with.
I raised my head and saw the Buddha smiling to me so mystically.
Faith is very important. Everybody needs faith because faith is just like the light, leading people to move on when they are in the dark. My faith is never give up and the hard time will go anyway. It helps me overcome many difficulties and makes me who I am today.
Life is not always going our way. We will meet all kinds of difficulties. When we are students, we have the study issues, we always want to do the best and make our parents be proud of us. But it is not easy, we may fail the exam now and then. When we become independent, we have to face the problem of making our living. Most people will change their jobs many times until they find the suitable one.
I had faith when I was in high school, I realize no matter how hard I work, I just could not be successful all the time. So I told myself not to give up and I would see the light soon. Thanks to this faith, I become a tough girl. I am so proud of myself.